Drama as a War Zone
Here it comes again. We enlist in all the drama. Continuously serving ourselves up in the front line of defense. We wait in the autumn sun, where we feel on fire. Smells of war drift through the air, its almost here. You and I escape into the jungle, surrounded by the reptilian creatures who welcome our treason. The battlefield is wherever we make it and the cause of war is a rumor that shoots blows from the tongue. We watch as the battle unfolds, while enemies sneak behind us. Here it goes again.
This Poems Story
I would say this is a poem that represents the venomous people found in life. The people who love the drama, do anything to cause it but hate when it comes to them.
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